A/N: yay! Once is back! And by Once I mean Lana and Jen. This ep had so much SwanQueen potential and was a massive let down once vagina-blocking Robin re-emerged. Ugh - this next half season is going to be tough to write … you guys may have to get used to either using your imaginations with regards to pre-existing relationships or become comfortable with the women cheating on their boyfriends …

This chapter is M rated.


"Nothing is real," Emma reminded Regina. "He's not real. This place was created on a wish. Don't get lost in it. When we get home this will just be like a dream."

"Yeah, you're right," Regina said, giving herself a little shake. "Sorry, I … I didn't mean -"

"It's ok," Emma said, holding out a reassuring hand. "I know you loved him."

"Loved," Regina repeated. "Past tense."

Emma laughed. "Yeah, I know that too. Don't worry, I'm not going to launch myself into a jealous rage and go and kill dream Robin."

Regina raised an eyebrow. "You'd have done that in Storybrooke if he hadn't died?"

Stumped for a moment, Emma suddenly realised what she had said. "No, of course not. I mean, we wouldn't be together if he hadn't died, would we?" she reasoned. "At least, I doubt we would be. So no, I wouldn't have killed Robin, of course."

Regina nodded slowly. She hated the fact that it had taken Robin's death and Hook's near death to force her and Emma to admit their feelings for one another. Granted, she was glad it had happened. But both women couldn't help but wonder if their previous partners could have been spared a lot of pain (and Robin's life) if they had just been honest with one another from the start. After all, they had both felt a connection from the moment the blonde appeared in Storybrooke five years ago.

"Hey," Emma said, stepping forward and wrapping her arms around Regina, kissing her softly. "It's not your fault."

"I know," Regina sighed. "It's just … seeing him again, I suppose. I wish I could say sorry. But he obviously doesn't know who I am."

"No, he doesn't," Emma said. "Because this is a dream."

"Which is a good thing, really," Regina reasoned. "Otherwise it would mean our son was charging around the Enchanted Forest trying to kill me."

Emma laughed. "Oh yeah, forgot about that. He looked so handsome up on his horse like that. Prince Henry, I was so proud."

"He's trying to kill me," Regina reminded her.

"Right," Emma nodded. "No, he'd be grounded for sure if this was real Henry. But it isn't."

"No, but despite the dream-like state of this world, we are still stuck here," Regina said, leaning up to kiss Emma gently again. "So, Saviour, any idea how to get us out of here?"

Emma glanced around the deserted lakeshore. She didn't have much experience in the Enchanted Forest but every time she found herself here she was trying to get back to Storybrooke. If anyone could get her and Regina home to their real, non-homicidal son, it was Emma. Her eyes drifted to the log beside them.

"Yes," Emma said. "I know exactly how to get us home."

"Come on then," Regina said. "I don't need to be in a land where my son wants to kill me any longer than is necessary. Where are we heading?"

"August's," Emma said.

Regina's nose wrinkled at the name.

"Really?" Emma laughed. "You're still jealous of him? Even after I told you nothing happened?"

"You like him," Regina replied.

"Yes but I love you," Emma said.

The silence of the forest enclosed around them, gentle lapping of the lake against the shore fading to nothingness as the two women looked at one another. Emma bit her lip. Perhaps this wasn't the best time to say those words for the first time, she mused.

"You … love me?" Regina said after a long pause.

Emma sighed. "Yeah, I do. But I wanted it to be more romantic when I told you. I was going to take you our for dinner and buy you flowers and -"

"I love you too," Regina interrupted.

Emma had barely a moment to process the words before Regina launched herself at the blonde and their mouths were fused together. She gripped the back of Regina's coat tightly, pulling her girlfriend even closer to her, tongues dancing. Regina's hands were already pushing inside her princess' cape, sliding around to the back where they expertly began to deal with the corset bindings. Even blind Regina was adept at the fastenings she had spent years of her life acquainting herself with.

An unintelligible mumble left Regina's lips as Emma threw off the white cape and fumbled the buttons of Regina's black coat undone. They didn't care that they were outside, exposed in the middle of an alternate universe where Regina was being hunted by Henry's, and Emma's, soldiers. In that moment, neither woman was thinking about anything other than their desperate need to feel skin on skin.

They landed in a pile of bare limbs on Emma's cloak. It didn't exactly offer much cushioning against the pebbles beneath but the moment Emma's hand cupped the brunette's core, any discomfort melted away. Regina cried out as she felt her girlfriend's fingertips, teasing her entrance. She whimpered, eyes wide and pleading as she looked up at Emma. Now was not the time to draw things out. Emma obliged, as she always did. Her fingers entered gently but as soon as she had two buried knuckle-deep inside the older woman she began to pump in and out, a steady rhythm building as Regina's moans grew louder.

It was a stupid thing to do, they both knew that. The noises Regina was making could easily have alerted a group of passing soldiers to their presence and got them caught not only having sex but also landed Regina in prison. No, they weren't having sex. They were making love.

Regina cried out Emma's name as she crested, sweat beading on her forehead despite the chill of the air. The blonde beamed down at her as brown eyes blinked back, satiated and blissfully happy.

"I love you," Regina said. She didn't think she'd ever tire of saying those three little words to the woman whose fingers were now, sadly, retreating from her sex.

"I love you too," Emma said.

Regina pulled Emma down towards her, joining their mouths. Their kiss was languid and Emma relaxed into it, letting her guard down enough to allow Regina to flip them. Their sexual relationship had always been a game to see who could get the upper hand. As she rearranged herself to find a position where the pebbles weren't riffing into her back, Emma decided she was more than happy to let Regina get the upper hand as she saw where the brunette was heading. Regina smirked at the way her girlfriend submitted to her as soon as she began to crawl down the alabaster body.

She thought Princess Emma might even be paler than Storybrooke Emma, as she kissed a path down the almost translucent skin. No, Regina thought. This was Storybrooke Emma. It was just their al fresco surroundings which made her skin beneath her lips appear almost translucent.

Arriving at her destination, Regina wasted no time in letting her tongue lick a long, slow line through Emma's already wet sex. She too wanted to draw out their time together but the knowledge their son was riding around looking for her prevented what could have turned into hours of delicious teasing. Her tongue circled around Emma's hooded clit before she sucked it into her mouth, the blonde's hips arching at the move. Keeping the relentless pressure on Emma's sensitive bundle, Regina reached up and inserted two fingers into the wet channel, curling them tenderly against Emma's front wall until the blonde cried out. Keeping her finger on her girlfriend's sweet spot, Regina redoubled her efforts, swirling her tongue around Emma's clit until the blonde began to shake.

Emma's orgasm washed over her as the young woman tried to stifle her moans of pleasure. She usually let herself vocalise the feelings Regina brought out in her but due to their current location, she forced herself to be quiet. As Regina pulled away, however, she needed to say something. Once more.

"I love you," she said, breathless and boneless.

"I know," Regina replied cockily, licking her girlfriend's come from her lips. "I love you too. Now, let's get back to Storybrooke so I can show you just how much. Again."


A/N: yep, I shoehorned sex into it. Hope you enjoyed. Let me know your thoughts on last night's ep …